The cross on the church sits silent
The words on my tongue so violent
I play the piano in my dreams
The moon and the night hear my screams
One light shining far away
I'll never live to see the day
My face is strange and creeping old
Blue eyes are blind and always cold
The church I see sits alone
The heart I have is brittle stone
The cross on the church sits so silent
The words on my tongue role off
So violent